There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)
Chapter 263 - 256. Say It Again (M)

Chapter 263: Chapter 256. Say It Again (M)

"Were you...jealous?"

Zein paused, turning around with slightly widened eyes, looking stunned and in a daze. It wasn’t what Bassena expected. He had thought Zein would either look embarrassed or straight up denied it.

But the guide, leaning his hips against the kitchen island, was touching his abdomen. The blue eyes blinked slowly, staring into the empty air to digest that word. He traveled his hand upward, and stopped above his chest, pondering.

Zein knew about jealousy, he could tell when people acted jealous. After all, Bassena was coded with that trait. But Zein, who didn’t care about people’s thoughts before, who always became the one who was chased and courted before, had no idea what it felt like.

Now that Bassena pointed it out, he recalled the feeling of something churning in his guts, like a bug somersaulting in his stomach. That feeling of caution wasn’t for an enemy, but...a rival--or what he thought to be one. This was why, when he saw the way Bassena got offended on his behalf and told the Saintess off, he felt a sense of relief, and the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach was gone.

"Huh..." he muttered, stroking his lips in realization. "So this is...jealousy?"

Bassena was stunned, watching the guide’s dazed expression with increasing heartbeat. He realized then that Zein had never felt jealous before, and it snapped something inside him.

"Ah, seriously--"

Bassena took a long stride and reached Zein in a mere second, grabbing the guide’s waist and nape before pressing his lips in a hard, ardent kiss. Zein blinked at the sudden intensity, because Bassena had been more or less gentle before, as if scared of crossing the line. Even in the heat of the moment, Bassena let Zein take the rein, controlling the intensity of their sensual activity.

But this kiss reminded Zein of the darkness of the underground ruin; filled with raw emotions that had been strained and suppressed for long. The thought that Bassena still held back this much even after Zein answered his feelings put the guide in a daze. His lips, parted in surprise, accepted the unleashed ardor in kind.

Because the moment Bassena touched his skin, Zein felt all of his frustration released. The days of yearning for his esper’s touch and kiss flooded his senses. He was too distraught and emotional earlier, but now that they were home, his whole being screamed a yearning for Bassena.

Zein grasped the esper’s neck, clutching the broad shoulder and pulled Bassena even closer, deepening their kiss. Leaning against the kitchen island for support, he let Bassena ravage his mouth, consuming his lips and sucking his tongue. The esper’s lips, skillful tongue, and sturdy hands were hot, delightfully scalding, swiftly sending shivers along his spine.

When Zein shuddered in climbing arousal, Bassena ended their kiss, pulling away slightly to stare at the guide, hard. The amber eyes were blazing, scorching, and he stroked the fair cheek with a slightly trembling hand.

"I’m going to do whatever I want tonight," the low, husky voice entered the guide’s senses along with the smoldering fire of ambers. There was a growl beneath that statement; it was an announcement, not asking for permission.

Zein felt his heart stop for a bit as his lower body jolted in arousal. "...okay," he replied breathlessly, skin hot and itching for more touch, more Bassena. "Okay--"

Drowning in another heated kiss, Zein felt his body get lifted, right into the marble counter. It didn’t stop them from slotting their lips together, nibbling each other’s. Zein ran his hands over the sturdy chest, impatiently unbuttoning the black shirt while suppressing an urge to just rip it off. Similarly impatient hands were getting rid of his belt, and the moment Zein managed to pull out the esper’s hot, throbbing erection, his legs were already bare.

And then the world turned.

One second, Zein was panting, lying on the cold marble, staring at the beautiful kitchen lamp. He merely had a short time to swallow much-needed air before he felt like his lungs stopped functioning in the next second. His vision was filled with beautiful ambers, sparks dancing beneath frowned brows. Raw desires bared to him through a clenched jaw and soft, growling sound behind heavy breath.

Zein didn’t even think about the fingers moving below, widening the way for the hardness he could feel against his thigh. No--his mind was filled with the fire inside those eyes, the glistening black scales he would very much like to kiss. And he did. Zein raised his upper body and propped himself on his elbow, grasping the platinum hair and pressing his lips on those cold, metallic protrusions.

Bassena let out a suppressed growl, yanked the black choker off the guide’s neck and bit into the fair skin. Zein did not bother to hold back any moans, sighing into the tense temple as he trailed kisses along the handsome profile, before whispering against the reddened ears; "Hurry,"

In a swift motion, the fingers were gone and Bassena pulled back, leaving Zein lying there feeling empty, heat pooling by the rustling sounds of foil packet. And then he felt hands on his hips, gripping hard, almost bruising.

"Ugh--" Zein gasped when his body lurched slightly, being pulled into a hard, hot intrusion all at once.

The gasp was quickly followed by moan--moans--and whimpers. He was being filled and pounded roughly, wildly; he was getting pulled as Bassena thrust, and the impact got him shuddering, convulsing. Bassena didn’t even seem like he was moving in Zein’s consideration, as if he was just chasing for his own pleasure. And yet, Zein felt all his nerves blazed with pleasant tingling, every sensitive spot got pounded into lancing sensations shooting straight into his brain.

Zein had to grip the edge of the counter, the light of the kitchen lamp fleeting in his flickering eyes. He could feel his heart racing more than usual, each sound of heavy breathing from Bassena spiked the pleasurable tingling and the sound of his own moans.

He had never moaned like that before; high pitch and airy, mixed with gasp and groan. It had never been this intense before, even during the evening Zein accepted Bassena’s feelings. He had never seen the esper unleash this much, and he had never let his partner take this much control.

And Zein loved every moment of it.

With that delightful thought, Zein let the heat pool and climb and explode as his back arched against the marble surface, staring wide eyes at the dimly lit ceiling. His breath sounded so loud in his ears, as loud as his beating heart, as his limbs convulsed through the sweet release.

But he didn’t even have the time to manage his breath when his body was pulled again--this time all the way off the marble surface. With another sharp gasp, Zein grabbed the sturdy shoulder and instinctively wrapped his legs around the esper’s waist.

As he came face to face with a sharp pair of ambers, Bassena hissed against his lips. "Say it again."

It was a command, not a request. But Zein was still riding the high of his orgasm and the hot, hard intrusion inside him did not help lessen the sensation. Dazedly, he replied with a bated breath. "Huh?"

"Say it again," Bassena repeated, looking like he had just run hard. "That you’re jealous,"

The words brought Zein back from his trance, the flickering eyes focused on the firm gaze and tensing face. Blinking once, Zein grasped the esper’s cheek. "...I hate it," he said, quietly at first, but turned firmer as he added. "I hate the thought of you going to another guide," he ran his thumb to the parted lips that were letting out hot breaths. "I hate the thought of you meeting someone who has a clear interest in you alone without--ngh--telling me,"

"Haa--fuck!" Bassena gritted his teeth, tightening his hold on the guide’s body and started to move toward the stairs.

"You’re my esper, Bassena Vaski," Zein grasped the platinum hair; both to steady himself and to make the scrunched face look at him. "You’re my lover," he hissed against the lips covered in his own saliva. "Don’t you dare go to someone else--"

The words ended inside Bassena’s mouth, taken by his crushing lips as he brought the guide up to the bedroom. When he paused the kiss, there was a snarl on his lips. "Not even if I’m dying would I go to someone else other than you."

Zein chuckled, taking another kiss as he whispered in satisfaction. "Good," he dove for another kiss, but had to throw his head back as he felt Bassena slide further inside him with every climbing step. "Haa--mmh!" Zein bit his lips, pressing his head on the wide shoulder and clawing into the sturdy back for purchase. "You...are you purposefully...not using teleport?"

Climbing the stairs and walking slowly, letting Zein go just a split second as he stepped up so the gravity pushed him deeper...Zein almost stopped thinking altogether.

"I’m going to make you come once more before we reach the bed," Bassena whispered lowly, alluringly, thrusting his hips just a bit harder and making Zein groan into his neck.

"Haa..." Zein exhaled harshly, before letting out an airy laughter. He lifted his head and grabbed the esper’s head again. "Oh, baby,"

Zein did come again, through the kiss and the heavenly tongue caressing his palate as they arrived at the bedroom. Bassena did not bother switching the light on, and almost threw the guide to the bed. There, as Zein writhed through another exploding pleasure, Bassena shed their clothes off.

It was rather blurry for Zein’s mind after two consecutive orgasms in a short span of time. He barely registered Bassena flipping him to his stomach, but the moment he was filled again, all at once, everything came again in vivid clarity.

Zein let out a shameful moan that was almost like a scream, grabbing the headboard and the bedsheet as he gasped. He felt like he would come just like that, being speared from behind, hard cock pounding mercilessly into every kind of switch inside him.

"Yeah, you like it better in this position," he heard Bassena whisper behind his ears, before the talking lips latched into his neck and back, kissing every sensitive spot and scar.

"Bas--" he groaned, and that was only the first of many ’Bas’ he would scream and moan out inside the bedroom that night. He felt like he was losing his mind, as if he was doing a guiding.

But he wasn’t. All he did was let Bassena took a total control, and his mind turned to mush. This vulnerable position, which would make him scared before, was now filling his mind and body with unspeakable tenderness.

And Bassena knew this.

Once they growled into the sheet and released together, Zein vaguely felt the esper’s lips pressing into his shoulder in a heartfelt, tender kiss. And in a heartfelt, tender voice that embrace him in warmth, Bassena whispered.

"I love you,"

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